The adventure begins part 2
#3 of Pokemon story
Second part of the first chapter in my trainer story. Why is it in parts...well because I had written these months ago. if I were to compile them all together I'd have to rewrite a lot of it for them to fit together correctly in one document. Here we're introducing another Character of mine, his name is Fang. I want every one to keep in mind this is a back story so their ages in the story do not reflect the ages they will be played as in roleplays, both in the present time are of age.
The adventure begins part 2
It took several hours for the paralysis to wear off, the bulbasaur he'd been given just laying on his head while other guests on the ship just stared at Max before he was finally able to move again. "That...Was not fun...At all..." He took his Bulbasaur off the top of his head and glared at it. "Listen here you...I'm the trainer and I make the nickname!" He held bulbasaur a moment until the newborn started shedding a few tears. "Ack no no don't cry! Hmmmm...How about this..." He set his partner ontop of his head again and sighed. "I won't call you by your nickname...I'll try hard to find you a new one but until then I'll just call you my partner. After all we'll be spending the rest of our lives together...Sorry I'm just...not that good at this..."
As if they were just crocodile tears, the newborn bulba stopped crying and started grinning from ear to ear as Max started exploring the ship they were aboard. He knew they'd already been gone for awhile since the sun had already set but the trouble was finding out where he could get a bite to eat for himself and for his new partner.
After about fifteen minutes of searching Max just about gave up. "Heh...Having a little trouble finding a bite to eat?" Asked what looked to be a three tailed wolf sitting at a table by the front of the ship sipping at what looked to be some apple juice.
He couldn't have been much older than Max judging from his size but there was a strange familiarity with the canine despite the fact that he'd never met him in the first place. Still it ticked him off that the wolf would act so smug. "You're not all that older than me so don't give me that crap! Besides...I've never seen you on the island and I know everyone...who are YOU."
The wolf couldn't help but giggle and offered Max a seat opposite of him. "That's very uncharacteristic of you...You're not the type of person to yell at someone you've just met...then again could it be the fact that you've left home has given you a sense of insecurity and need to bash on somebody else to feel better?" He waited for Max to sit down and offered the aspiring trainer a small sandwich. "I'm not really in any position to give you my name...you can just call me Fang for now. I've been studying that island and it just happens we're leaving at the same time."
Max sat down and ate what was given to him but he didn't exactly like the way Fang talked to him. "Why would you wanna study my rinky dink island? There's nothing there worth documenting."
"Oh? You think your island isn't so special hmmm?" Fang grinned, showing his fangs. "I'm sure you know that your master was once a Pokemon trainer...and that he was unrivaled in his time...He was his era's Cynthia or even Lance. He was born on that island you're so ashamed of being born and raised on. Most people that have become trainers on your home island have become great trainers. Your friend, Jesse is no exception. He's become a fearsome trainer in more ways than you'll know." Fang got up close to Max's face as he finished off his sentence. "I'm warning you right now...if you try to challenge your friend...as you are now he won't just beat you...He'll KILL you."
Max made an audible swallow when he heard the following sentence then gave the pup an angry glare. "You have a lot of nerve to say that about my best friend. He'd never hurt anybody without reason."
"Oh you don't know your friend as much as you thought you did." Fang took a sip of his drink, three tails swishing around behind him. "Max...I was sent to study you and because of that I'm going to be tagging around with you wether you like it or not. But Your friend is not the same guy he used to be. You may not be entirely aware of it but I think you deserve to know what my research and the research of my teacher found on him. He's got what you'd call reaper blood, He may be a kind person when he's not upset..." He stopped for a moment and took out a few papers and handed them to Max. "I don't know if you can read or not but those papers detail your friends medical history. And despite how he's acted in the past, the records show he's a very unstable individual like you but after that bandit raid-"
Fang let out a startled yelp as Max slammed the table and threw the papers into the water, an anger in the young human's eyes now, his blue eyes changed from their calm blue to a eerie yellow. "Don't ever talk about that night do you hear me? You must have been on the island...hiding for quite a few years to even know about that night but I don't ever want to hear you speak about it again." he shut his eyes for a moment and rubbed his head. "Whew I feel woozy..." with that he opened his eyes again, their color returning to normal as he looked ahead of the ship and smiled. "Look...when we get off the ship I'll treat you to some breakfast tomorrow morning. We're about to reach our destination." He realized his bulbasaur was fast asleep on his head and rubbed it's snout a few times with a finger. "Sorry about getting angry...Just...don't mention that day again..."
Fang was scared out of his pants from the sudden outburst. His ears then splayed behind him and he nodded gently. "Alright...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to get you upset. But if you intend to face him at least try to get some experience...not just in Pokemon training but in martial arts...or at least learn a sword art otherwise you won't stand a chance."
Max fixed the chairs position then rests his hands on the rails of the ship. "Of course...I'm not going to charge at him right away. He's got a year's worth of experience on me. But even if you say he's changed I'm not gonna turn back now and leave him to it. That reaper blood of his can't change the fact that we're still friends! And friends don't give up on each other...If his blood is making him do these things then he's probley expecting me to come after him. Maybe I can save him."
Fang stared at his unlikely companion and wondered if it was even safe to stay around him. "You're crazy you know that? But it's a good thing to have an objective. If you don't have something to strive for then your travels are useless but do you have something else you're wanting to do...you know...after you manage to save that friend of yours?"
The port of newbark town was closing in and Max turned himself to meet Fang's gaze and he nodded, a serious expression on his face. "Yeah I do. One that will keep me going for as long as I live. I want to show the whole world that although I'm not the same as them that I can be a great trainer." He took out what looked like a raptor like claw from his shirt pocket and smiled. "More importantly I want to show my father that the son he deserted can make it in life without him. and then beat the living crap out of him." He clenched his hand around the claw and grinned. "Fang I don't know why...but I feel like our relationship is going to be a long lasting one...As friends that is." He gave his bulbasaur one last rub on the snout and then realized. "Well this is just great...We're already at the port and I didn't get a wink of rest."
Fang laughed at Max's short shortsightedness. "We'll go to the professors lab and get some rest. Don't worry he'll point us in the right direction..."
And with that, Fang and Max would start their adventure through the johto region together in search of the young fledgling trainer's friend.